The gods Came To My Rescue (Poem)(Repost)

[Chidi Anthony Opara, FIIM]

By Chidi Anthony Opara

I tongue-lashed 

The whores who hang around

Those who dwell 

In the sanctum of governance.

I rebuked them

For their poisoned nipples 

That suckle 

The supposed statesmen.

The half-clad harlots 

With hell between their legs 

Eyed me

With half closed dreamy eyes,

My heart missed beats,

The gods came to my rescue.

"Sing to us your songs",

The she-devils demanded.

"My verses are for the virtuous"

I replied. 

They spread their legs,

Their tighs fell apart. 

"Be silent 

And these will be yours",

They offered.

Hell broke loose between my legs, 

Again

The gods came to my rescue.

(Poem presented as social service, all rights reserved)

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Chidi Anthony Opara is a "Life Time Achievement" Awardee, Registered Freight Forwarder, Professional Fellow Of Institute Of Information Managerment, Africa, Poet and Publisher of PublicInformationProjects